My 4-year-old lost his favorite stuffed animal today, a floppy elephant named Ellie.
He sat dejectedly on the couch a little while after we got home. My husband sat down next to him and asked him how he was feeling.
“I miss Ellie.”
“Aww, man,” said my husband. There was a pause, then he asked our son again how he was feeling, going through specific, named emotions that time. Our son responded “no” to each one.
After a bit, my husband asked again, “What are you feeling right now?”
And after another pause, our son added, “Maybe someone will find her and bring her to our house.” Continue reading